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[align=center][div style="width: 400px;"][align=left]It was midday, and that meant that it was odd to find Anima Blair in the camp. Both her and her hawk were feeding, she had cooked a rabbit that Tsumi had caught and the sparrowhawk ripped into a vole. The two weren't that far away from each other, the bird perched on a log behind her and her back leaned against it.

It was quiet in camp, most hunters having gone about their daily patrols or taking children out or whatever they did. There were the usual suspects around and about, those who worked upon the camp rather than out in the wilds. She didn't understand why they would do it, she preferred the open spaces and the freedom of a world that seemed limitless. It was dangerous, but it was free. It was fun. Sometimes she considered leaving the Hunt altogether, striking out on her own.

Fleeting thoughts. It was a home, a place to rest her head and keep her warm. Although the people weren't the friendliest to strangers, they were a group that cared for one another. Recently, they were a bit thin on the ground, but that would change with time. They would pick up more members for sure. Anima didn't really care all too much - it wasn't her job.

[spoiler=INFORMATION]GENERAL:
— anima blair
— female | she/her | assigned female
— biromantic bisexual | female preference
— huntress of the wild hunt
— "queen of crows" / "magpie" / "sharpshooter"
— bonded to a female eurasian sparrowhawk named tsumi
— also has several magpies, named numerically from 1 to 10

APPEARANCE :
— main fc - choi sooyoung
— other fcs - riven ( league of legends ), lightning farron ( ffxiii ), crowe altius ( ffxv ), cirilla ( witcher )
— anima looks like a huntress. from the white facepaint that she regularly dons to her figure, well muscled and toned. her hair is kept shorter than most, tied up in a small scruffy bun at the back her head and her fringe is left down. she has green eyes, sharp facial features and stands at a rather modest 5"5. her legs are quite long for her size whilst her torso is on the shorter side.
— she tends to wear "comfortable" clothing - this ranges from warm coats in the bitter cold to hoodies in warmer weather. she likes leggings, but will also regularly don light armour. she wears one steel pauldron constantly on her right arm and an armguard upon her left forearm to stop wear and tear from her bow. her right hand is often found with a glove to protect her fingers.
— anima has two amulet for protection. one is tied to her bow and is red in colour, dedicated so that her arrows will not miss their mark and is an Onamori. the other is a small amulet that represents a zenko kitsune and is worn as a necklace tucked under her clothes.

PERSONA :
— forest ranger, friendly sniper
— like most hunters, anima is not a welcoming figure to most outsiders. she meets strangers with harsh words and tends to distance herself from there. when meeting them, an arrow is likely nocked in her bow. she will not attack without being provoked and will not reveal much about herself. she is quiet around strangers, acting as a hunter and not as a person.
— to whose who are a member of the hunt or friends of her's, she tends to become more talkative. she has a slightly offensive but still good natured sense of humour, a casual attitude towards death and injury. she loves her birds to a great degree and tends to talk about them at length. she is usually willing to help out her friends, and her methods may not be... Orthodox or even particularly moral at times, but she will do her best

COMBAT & INTERACTIONS :
— fights with two weapons
    — a shortbow
    — single handed sword
— more proficient with the bow than the sword, can reasonably hold her own with a blade against unskilled and reasonably skilled opponents
— prefers to attack from cover, stealth over open combat
— does not fight fair, will use insults and other tricks ( poisons, knives, dirt ) in order to give herself the upper hand in a fight
— will often steal things from other groups, especially "valuables" such as jewelry
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° , pick up your rope lord, swing it to me. if we are to battle, i must not be weak. and give us your strength world, your food and your water. oh, i am your saviour, your last serving daughter. there's hope in the air, there's hope in the water, but sadly not me, your last serving daughter.
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